Ford v Ferrari (2019) - Quotes

Taglines: Based on the incredible true story.

Taglines: They took the American dream for a ride.

Phil Remington: Nice stopwatch.

Carroll Shelby: Want one? They're Italian.

Carroll Shelby: [about to take Ford on a drive in the GT40] You ready?

Henry Ford II: The name on the middle of that steering wheel should tell you that I was born ready, Shelby. Hit it.

Carroll Shelby: Attaboy.

Carroll Shelby: ...Mr. Ford...you okay? Mr. Ford, you alright?

Henry Ford II: [through sobs; [w:Edsel Ford|my daddy] I had no idea...I had no idea. I wish ]...he were alive to see this...to feel this.

Carroll Shelby: Now, this is not a machine just anybody can get in and easily control.

Henry Ford II: [still gently sobbing] Absolutely not. I had no idea.

Carroll Shelby: [Ford finally calms down] Now, you wanna win Le Mans, if you really wanna take first place, Ken Miles is the man to do it. Now he knows this car, because he helped me build it.

Henry Ford II: Shelby, you know I've already appointed Leo Beebe Director of Racing.

Carroll Shelby: [[w:24 Hours of Daytona|Daytona] Which is exactly why I'm talking to you. Now, you let Ken Miles race at ]. If he wins, he gets to drive Le Mans.

Henry Ford II: And if he doesn't?

Carroll Shelby: Ford Motor Company gets full ownership of Shelby American. Lock, stock, and brand...forever.

Ken Miles: You're gonna build a car to beat Ferrari with... a Ford.

Carroll Shelby: Correct.

Ken Miles: And how long did they tell you that they need it? Two, three hundred years?

Carroll Shelby: Ninety days.

Peter Miles: Whoa. Dad, look at that. Hah. The Ford Mustang. What do you think?

Ken Miles: I think it's a secretary's car.

Peter Miles: I like it.

Leo Beebe: Oh. Excu... Excuse me. Would you, would you not do that?

Peter Miles: Oh. Sorry.

Leo Beebe: Oh, er, is this, is this your son?

Ken Miles: Yes, it is.

Leo Beebe: Would you ask him to keep his hands off the paintwork?

Ken Miles: No, no, no, Peter, You're okay.

Ken Miles: Who are you?

Leo Beebe: Leo Beebe, Senior Executive Vice President, Ford Motor Company.

Ken Miles: Ah.

Leo Beebe: I'm responsible for the launch of the Mustang.

Ken Miles: Ah! At least now we know who's responsible. Don't get me wrong, Lenny.

Leo Beebe: Leo.

Ken Miles: It looks fantastic. But inside, it's a lump of lard, dressed up to fool the public. My advice is, lose the inline-six and that idiotic three-speed, shorten the wheelbase, somehow lose half a ton, and lower the price.

Peter Miles: Dad.

Ken Miles: But even then, I'd still choose a Chevy Chevelle. And that's a fucking terrible car.

Leo Beebe: He played us. Old Man Enzo had no intention of selling to us. He used us to up his price, embarrass our company and insult your leadership. It was a bad idea from the start.

Henry Ford II: What exactly did he say?

Lee Iacocca: He said Ford makes ugly little cars, and we make em... in an ugly factory. He said our executives are sons of whores.

Henry Ford II: About me.

Lee Iacocca: He called you fat, sir. Pigheaded.

Henry Ford II: Go on.

Lee Iacocca: He said you're not Henry Ford. You're Henry Ford II.

Henry Ford II: I want the best engineers. The best drivers. I don't care what it costs. We're gonna build a race car...

Henry Ford II: And we're gonna bury that goddamn greasy wop 100 feet deep under the finish line at Le Mans. And I will be there to watch it.

Lee Iacocca: James Bond does not drive a Ford, sir.

Henry Ford II: That's because he's a degenerate.

Gary: Only one small question. It concerns my race program. If I wish to race Le Mans, and you do not wish for me to race Le Mans... do we or do we not go?

Lee Iacocca: Look, in that highly unlikely scenario... if, uh, we just can't agree... then, yes. I mean, no. You are correct. You do not go.

Gary: My integrity as a constructor, as a man, as an Italian, is deeply insulted by your proposal.

Gary: Go back to Michigan. Back to your big, ugly factory. Back to your big, ugly factory, making its ugly, little cars.

Gary: Tell your pigheaded boss that all his, uh, smug executives are worthless sons of whores.

Enzo Ferrari: [in English] Tell him he's not Henry Ford. He's Henry Ford II.

Enzo Ferrari: [in Italian] I'm starving. Let's go eat.

Henry Ford II: Shut it down, Mr. Beebe

Leo Beebe: John!

Henry Ford II: Hear that? That's the sound of the Ford Motor Company out of business.

Henry Ford II: In 1899, my grandfather, Henry "By God" Ford, was walking home from Edison Illumination after working a double shift. He was ruminating. That morning, he had himself an idea that changed the world. Sixty-five years, and 47 million automobiles later, what shall be his legacy? Getting it in the tail pipe from a Chevy Impala!

Henry Ford II: Here's what I want you to do. Walk home.

Henry Ford II: While you're walking, I want you to ruminate. Man comes to my office with an idea, that man keeps his job. Rest of you, second-best losers... stay home. You don't belong at Ford.

Ken Miles: [being surprisingly calm and consoling to Shelby after the results of the Le Mans race, which Miles is in 2nd place] You promised me the drive, not the win.

Ken Miles: [test-driving the GT40 with the new engine "The Beast"] OHH! Giddy-up, giddy-up!

Ken Miles: [after test-driving the GT40] This car wants to go faster, I can feel it.

Ken Miles: So, you think that Ford are going to let you build the car that you want, the way you want it? Ford. Motor. Company. Those guys. Have you ever been to Detroit? I mean, they have floors and floors of lawyers. And millions of marketing guys. And they're all gonna want to meet you; oh, they're gonna want to get their photo taken with the great Carroll Shelby. And they're all gonna kiss your ass, and they're gonna go back to their lovely offices, and then work out new ways to screw you. Why? Because they can't help it. Because they just want to please their boss who wants to please his boss who wants to please his boss. And they hate themselves for it. But deep down, who they hate even more are guys like you. Because you're not like them, because you don't think like them, because you're different.

Carroll Shelby: [Demanding with Leo Beebe while finding out the results of the Le Mans race] Where's the tie?! Where's the goddamn tie?!

Carroll Shelby: [after seeing Enzo Ferrari arguing with his pit crew] I don't speak Italian, but he ain't happy.

Carroll Shelby: [Shelby's speech at the Ford Mustang's debut event] Thank you. Well, if my daddy was here today, he'd tell me to sit on down and leave the yakking to the college boys so, like my cars, I'll make this fast. When I was 10 years old, Pops said to me, Son, it's a truly lucky man who knows what he wants to do in this world. Cause that man will never work a day in his life. But there are a few, a precious few, and, hell, I don't know if they're lucky or not. But there are a few people who find something they have to do. Something obsesses em. Something that if they can't do it, it's gonna drive them clean out of their mind. I'm that guy. And I know one other man feels exactly the same. His name... His name is Henry Ford. And together, we're gonna build the fastest automobiles in the world. And we're gonna make history too, at Le Mans. My name is Carroll Shelby. I build race cars.

Carroll Shelby: We're lighter, we're faster, and if that don't work, we're nastier.

Carroll Shelby: [narration] There's a point at 7,000 RPM... where everything fades. The machine becomes weightless. Just disappears. And all that's left is a body moving through space and time. 7,000 RPM. That's where you meet it. You feel it coming. It creeps up on you, close in your ear. Asks you a question. The only question that matters. Who are you?